Meng Ning'er knew that the demonic intent had grown to the limit, and if she had no choice, the demonic intent would sooner or later give birth to true spirituality, take away herself, and replace his original character.

If it was not long ago, Meng Ning'er naturally had no choice, but after meeting the comet sword Mu Yuru, he gradually had some ideas, and after the battle with Shan Rao, his various ideas had gradually improved, and he was short of a chance to verify.

Half an hour later, the true qi in Meng Ning'er's body rose from the trough to the peak, even fuller than before the battle with Shan Rao, and he asked casually: "Where is Miss Mu Yuru now." As soon as Liu Gongquan was about to answer, a carriage broke into the manor from outside.

Liu Gongquan changed color slightly, but Meng Ning'er showed a little curiosity, he waved his hand slightly, telling Liu Gongquan to be calm and not to go up to block the carriage.

In just a moment, the carriage stopped in front of Meng Ning'er, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl jumped off the carriage lightly, she was born with bright eyes and bright teeth, and there were three points of cunning in her beauty, and her appearance was almost indescribable.

When the girl Yingying fell down in front of Meng Ning'er, it seemed that the whole world lit up slightly.

Meng Ning'er smiled slightly and called in a low voice: "Zhang Wenfang!"

The girl agreed, but asked with a little curiosity, "How does the Young Demon Lord know about Wen Fang?"

Meng Ning'er didn't answer her, but suddenly smiled and said, "Because only when I meet you, can I ascend!"

Although Zhang Wenfang is intelligent and intelligent, she doesn't understand what she means, and Meng Ning'er doesn't want to explain, so she directly pulls Zhang Wenfang up and tells Liu Gongquan and Yan Zhenjing: "I want to mess with Miss Wenfang, you don't want to disturb it." No one would have thought that Meng Ning'er would speak so directly, Liu Gongquan immediately lowered his head, Yan Zhenjing had a slight resentment, Zhang Wenfang blushed to the root of his ears, and his white jade-like face added this touch of crimson, which looked even more gorgeous and moving.

Meng Ning'er didn't do any foreplay, pulled Zhang Wenfang's little hand, returned to her bedroom, and clicked Zhang Wenfang's acupoint casually.

Zhang Wenfang didn't know what Meng Ning'er meant, she was instructed by her master Shan Rao, she had to encircle Meng Ning'er, Meng Ning'er wanted her, she wouldn't refuse.

Meng Ning'er made such an anxious appearance, which made Zhang Wenfang look down on her slightly, and the people in the Demon Gate couldn't help but be lustful, but if anyone couldn't control their nature, they would also be regarded as having no potential, and their evaluation would be low.

After all, the Demon Gate Mental Method is the way of knowing the gods and the primordial gods, and without great perseverance and self-control, it will definitely not be able to go to the peak.

Meng Ning'er didn't appreciate the beauty in front of her, and reached out to hold Zhang Wenfang's lower abdomen, Zhang Wenfang thought that Meng Ning'er would come to a hard bow from the overlord, and couldn't help but snort softly, and shouted: "Young Demon Lord, please have more mercy." ”

Although Zhang Wenfang's flattery is limited to his age, he has not yet fascinated the world's heroes in the future, and he has defeated the Heavenly Demon Concubine Xu Rongruo, surpassing the realm of Naishi Shan Rao, but it is already good, and it is difficult to resist this gentle call if he changes to any other man in the world, but Meng Ning'er is an exception.

He didn't have any pity, and sent a demonic qi to Zhang Wenfang.

This demonic aura is extremely weird, just a moment of effort, Zhang Wenfang's delicate skin is already covered with red marks, from a gentle cry to a miserable roar, every movement of her, every voice gives birth to more temptation, people can't help but want to be more brutal ravage.

Although Zhang Wenfang has been trained by a world-class famous teacher like Shan Rao, she is still deceived by the demonic qi and has six senses, unable to distinguish her situation, she only feels that she is being treated roughly by Meng Ning'er and committing murder with a gun, but for a demon woman who cultivates her skills, this rough method is not unbearable, and she took the opportunity to use the secret method of demon gate mining, wanting to swallow Meng Ning'er's lifelong skills.

Meng Ning'er sensed Zhang Wenfang's reaction, smiled slightly, her face was full of brilliant meaning, she completely let go of everything, and let Zhang Wenfang make up for her skills, and even took the initiative to push it, without reservation.

Meng Ning'er's mind has advanced into the supreme ethereal, all kinds of movements in his body have been from his own thoughts, and have completely become an instinct, since he cultivated the Dafa of the Dao God and Demon Fetus, he has completely crushed the self for the first time, let the self be in charge, and the knowledge of the god is completely annihilated, and the original god is unscrupulous.

I don't know how long it has been, but he suddenly felt a warm current surging in his body, following his instinct, flowing into the body of this female disciple of the True Sect of the Demon Gate.

Meng Ning'er was not only not surprised, but slightly happy.

The change just now was that with Meng Ning'er's intentional connivance, Zhang Wenfang made up for the demonic intent he had worked so hard to cultivate.

Zhang Wenfang is also a master of the Demon Gate who refines the Demon Intent, and his attraction to the Demon Intent is like the strongest magnet, and if he changes to another woman, the Demon Intent will never be easily taken off.

As soon as the demonic intent was gone, Meng Ning'er's consciousness immediately returned to its place and re-presided over the body.

The true qi in his body had already trickled down and was replenished by Zhang Wenfang along with the demonic intent, but in the next moment, the essence of heaven and earth penetrated from the pores of his body endlessly, transforming into the purest and most incomparable true yuan qi.

When the demonic intent arrived in Zhang Wenfang's body, he immediately sensed that something was wrong, and desperately wanted to return to the body, but Meng Ning'er, who had completely recovered her strength, would never be disturbed by the demonic intent again, and the huge demonic qi in her body turned into a winch, and the demonic intent that was forcibly returned was constantly grinded, turning it into a bit of essence to devour it to the fullest.

Meng Ning'er's way to survive the demon tribulation, what she wants is the moment when the demon will leave the body, the original god is separated, the god of consciousness regains control of the body, and the demon path is wiped out with the advantage of the home field, turned into essence, and nourishes the god.

This is no longer the path of the Dao God Demon Fetus Dafa's authentic demon-raising intent for one's own use, but cultivating one's own divine consciousness into demonic intent, and turning the real demonic intent into an indispensable nutrient for the growth of divine consciousness.

This hand is as wonderful as walking a tightrope, as long as there is a slight mistake, Meng Ning'er will be scattered, and at worst, she will lose her skills and become a waste, but at this moment, she can only harvest to the fullest.

Although Zhang Wenfang's cultivation is also the charm of the authentic descendants of the Demon Gate, and he has even cultivated the secret method of the Heavenly Demons, the Legend of the Heavenly Demons, how can he compare to the Dafa of the Dao God and Demon Fetus?

The moment the demonic intent was absorbed into the body by her, she controlled Zhang Wenfang, and when the demonic intent wanted to forcibly return to the body, Meng Ning'er used the demonic energy to wipe out the essence, which made the demonic intent irritable, desperately devouring Zhang Wenfang's skills, supplementing and strengthening himself, so as to compete with the ontology.

Every time Meng Ning'er wears out a bit of demonic intent, it is equivalent to forcing the demonic intent to forcibly extract a point of Zhang Wenfang's strength at the same time.

At this time, Zhang Wenfang was like being tortured by the most painful criminal law in the world, his voice was hoarse, and he no longer had half of his flattery, only a miserable cry of extreme pain.